You on your fifteenth minute of fame and on the sixteenth
Beginith the lame, and on seventeen, you lose everything
The twenty-first is the worse, wishin' you was eleven
Poppin' like you was seven with the feelin' when you was seconds
Reminiscin' when you was just in
Now you just ten, no longer the trend they dressin'
Now you wonderin' where all the press went
You no longer impress them
Get arrested, paparazzi will press then [camera flash]
I fell on purpose to stay a freshmen
I lose
But Lu, attend the school for X-Men
So when I get my cap and gown and put the rappin' down
I'll only know half my powers, but I spend half an hour
Like a senior citizen, havin' a baby shower
Haters wanna budget, but my fans still love it
So you can ask them exactly who I are
Nine weeks in number one, I'm a superstar

I posted this in another discussion which I think is the same topic as this...but I guess i'll say here too:
Think you gangsters popped a few rounds?
These kids will come through and murder a whole town
Then sit back back an' smoke, watch it burn down
The grave gets deeper the further we go down
its pretty powerful in my opinion, such a cool song from such a great storyteller/lyricist
But like many will say, THERE'S JUST TOO MANY!!

When Your Spirit Is Strained, And U Limited to Change
The Lyrics In Your Limericks will Change
A Different Hook The Way Your Sentences Arranged
More Demented In Your Deliverance
More Sinister In Your Slang
Sounds More Belligerent When Its Sang
The Truth, Is Limitless In Its Range
If You Drop A 't' And Look At It In Reverse It Could Hurt

Uhh, it's hella proper (proper)
Cause it sag so low you can see boxer, like a boxer's
That's the way that the family's pants worn 'em
Don't be sly, and try and put 'em on
The stones in the pocket'll drag you down to Davy Jones' locker
Beware if you wanna Roc the Knickerbocker
Other nigga from the block what, they was selling O's
Like Wheel of Fortune, of imported cocaine
Just to feel important, it was "Do or Die"
They was tired of being "Po' Pimps," not for sure
That was just a product of my common sense
I guess, I was just guessing like the consonants
Mama said beware of what the devil do
Tell 'em that your soul's not for sale like the W's
So go ahead and pirate, the highest
Cannons make you leak like pirated my shh..
It's no shh.. it's just shh like quiet
And big homey's out of retirement
Finally figured out what "Tell 'em that your soul's not for sale like the W's" mean after like the 1000th listen

"I put it on my grand mama's daughter
My microphone control of the soul of slave humming "Wading in the Water"
I author like DW's brother, like a hustler
God place me in ya armor, I prescribe no partners
I do it for the hood like a parka
And tell my niggas not to shiver
Only time we quiver like a archer is"

They say the streets is a demon in a dress,
Wit dollar signs in her eyes and semen on her breath,
Scantly clad, no panties, deep throating in an alley
Aging badly in sunglasses she pretty
Slain boyfriend names is tattooed on her titties
Sprinkling greed ignorance and envy inside of a Philly
Hennessey tears, ass'll bring ya enemy's here
Flirt wit her flaws till you run up in her raw
- Real Recognize Real - 3rd verse even more descriptive

Sorry I had to get all of these lyrics out of my system >_<
"Overseas... even over here I overseer
like I'm trying to stop these slaves from getting freer,
from the truth I never veer
see so faithfully I steer
as I ride through your city like Revere, Revere.
Now everyone go and put your hands in the air
all you haters with your hands in your ears, it's ok
cause later it will sneak up on you like it's Metal Gear
put you in a choke-hold and then unconsciously you will hear
Remain upper tier ain't no crying down here
only shed is the back, yard(backyard) with the tools in it
my hood's in disrepair with no schools in it
all the food ain't got no fuel in it, so crude that's why I'm duelin' it
I know you sick of all that rat-tat-tat-tat
well this the soothing sound of the back pack rat pack
When I be home I resist it like it's ohms
I was there now I'm gone, Shalom." -Paris, Tokyo Remix

"I'm just a wolf inside a lion's suit,
A shark shirt, a panther's pants, piranha hat and tiger shoes,
I got a lion's den inside the booth
That right there is point blank
This here, is from where the sniper shoot
Might take a long time to get it, by the time I hit it
I done ran Bubble Tape around them Chiclets, POOF!!
I ain't the bomb, I'm the company that got the contract to rebuild during the aftermath,
Have a blast!
Goin' green, only using half the gas, the calming comes through after disasters' have
But this calm has the same fury that disasters have
I run the game, Bilderberg Group, in the lead with the flash
Usain Bolt ain't even leavin' this fast
Why you take offense with your defensive ass?
Never Hussein'in the hole/whole, not even in the half
Cause n**** I aint hidin', I'm the whole world, n**** you're an island
And the sea's risin', if I keep shinin'
You gon' have to take submarines to the drive-in nowww" -Thank You EOTS
"I mean come on, I mean look at what I'm droppin' here
Do this for the block and the blogosphere
No, you ain't ready for the heavy, so I'll keep it light as joggin' gear
I don't want the throne, I want the helicopter rocking chair
Jay gave me a co-sign like I was RocaWear, but be clear I'm not the air (heir)
I'm the water, fire and the earth;
That means I'm doin' dirt, spittin' flames and quenchin' thirst," -Popular Demand Freestyle EOTS
"You're on your 15th minute of fame, the 16th beginth the lame
and on 17 you lose everything
the 21st is the worst
wishing you was 11 popin' like you 7 with the feeling you were seconds
reminiscing when you was just in, now you just him
no longer the trend they dress in, you wonderin' where all the press went
you no longer impress them, get arrested paparazzi will press then
haters want a budget, but my fans still love it
so you can ask them exactly who I are
9 weeks on number 1 I'm a SUPERSTAR" -Superstar Remix

"...so that I can get home and tell her everywhere that I've been and
tell her everything that I've done and
tell that she's the one and um..." -Paris, Tokyo
"...Once I get these tires on, I buy a bomb and tie it on
And ride this around the entire song, find a line to drive it on
Park it near a metaphor, wait for it, the timer's on
You can turn your hydrants on, I'll just turn my wipers on
Wipe it off then wipe me down but don't forget about my bomb!..." -Turnt Up EOTS
"...These ni**a slower than some dial-up
I be on my broadband
These ni***s still downloadin
Lu finished, you still up on YouSendIt, uShare, zShare
How long you going to be there?
Damn
FinallyFast.com for you fam
Information super highway
These n****s aint got no lane..." -Yoga Flame EOTS
"I (eye) up in the sky like helicopter cams...
And you down there in the traffic jam
from here Ive seen a bunch of fake shit like avid wrestlin' fans...
still hard to see me like the truth on TV
or the roof from the sidewalk, I dont flo' (floor), I ceiling...
My mama said they need me...
'cause, Im made from the best stuff on earth like Snapple Tea Leaves,
they glass is half full so I spit into them like Celie,
no longer G, now you can see me
but your letter's (lettuce) still under my sea (C) like seaweed
C and G but nothing bout me C-G, Its all real, none of this is green screen...
Im feelin' like a Mac, standing around a bunch of PCs.
circle of influence getting bigger like the ripples on the tops of ponds
Plaque collection building 'cause, I dont brush my teeth enough,
yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think this deep as fuck
but this like my weaker stuff,
they ask 'Is this his day-to-day 'cause this is like a week to us?'
Mic is shy and speakers blush, I is shy (Chi) and he is up,
I correct, me is up - no we is up - cause its like two of me
and each of us, rappin' acid, eat this up," -Say Somthing Freestlye EOTS

Gather my composure, rather my swagger and my culture/
Pivot my fitted, then begin to rivet, with a change of lyric/
In other words, I reposition how I sit it, then make u feel it like I mispronounced filet...
- The Pen & The Needlez
vv I just quote everything lol.

"This one for chilly chill, food and liquor flow. Strong like its been distilled by, hillbillies in da hills as we move down to beverly, so heavenly. waking niggas up like revelry. I won't be going back to ya regularly so forget it. Shadow flow, colder than punxsutawney phil is. My mind on dope my brain on skilllets" - So Ghetto freestyle
"They say the game has the belly of a beast; blunts for fingers and hollow tips for teeth; wire taps for ears nike airs for feet; blasphemy for prayers, a system for a heart; rap music for beats, heroin for a son and he's married to the streets; crack pipes for lungs. And he never sleeps just spies with dice in his eyes, loves life cause he likes when it dies. With a baking soda soul he cough up pleasure, clothes made out of dollar bills that he sold together. He knows he's clever gel is his house, all the liquor thats poured out goes right in his mouth. Rides around on a straight bullet, with prostitutes pimps, dope dealers, and killers tied to it to pull it. A TV in is head, stripper slide down his legs and he's known to ride around with the feds, he's out there......"- real recognize real verse 3

Do you remember me, the guy from verse one?
Failures my last name, Nevers my first one
You see I hood a lot, and yeah I nerd some
Hoods where the heart is, nerds where the words from
Dont represent either, because I merged them
S kids who wanna leave, and I encourage them
Go out and see the world, never return from
Yeah, you dont come back, unless you learn some
-Beaming
This shit right here the realest shit that portrays my life

"The ink of a scholar is worth a thousand times more than the blood of a martyr"
-American Terrorist
"He picked up his son with a great big smile
Rapped every single word to the new born child
Then he put him down and went back to the kitchen
and put on another beat and got back to the mission to
Get his momma out the hood, put her somewhere in the woods
Keep his lady lookin' good, have her rollin' like she should"
-Hip Hop Saved My Life
Inspiration for the masses.

Welcome all of yall to my dark recesses/
This is where I keep the bars like bathtub edges/
My Ivories And My Doves My Levers and my Zests/
It takes half of your bubble bath to match the freshness/
- I Gotcha

Young Fiasco, with the cash flow, spit money like three seven's, no bs'ing, niggas can't stand the delivery so how they gonna act when I flow with the C-Section..!
Yall small change..get eagles to the back of ya heads like quarters.
And the entire last verse of Gangsta Up In Here..listen closely..

"But your forgetting the proof diminishes in the flames like poof
The media pours images on your brain of the score of the war
Where militants are slain
The faces of the guilty where innocence is proclaimed
And they filthy,
The deaf ears are the winners
The listeners are the lames
Of the ballad of the man that the son of a minister has became so..."
I think it's awsome ^.~..

"even scuba Steve
will find it hard to breathe
around these leagues.
My snorkel is a tuba
Lu the
Ruler
around these seas"
"Semicolon Close Parenthesis" ; )
Lu is the only nigga that could wink at you through a song :/

vv THE CHAMP IS HERE; I love all the outkast references in that track
If your niggas wanna come, yall can ride with me, it's just gonna be a lot of squeezin, ya understand?
That I don't need Caroline calculator to divide defeat, just lean a little closer...
With a air that still smells like roses from Andre 3000..
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And.. Twice the MC like mc-squared, trust me I make it relate... dope lol!